Glory
Chapter 257:
Xie He turned around, looking gloomy: "This is my bedroom."
Any man who sees this scene will want to hit someone.
Straight man of steel, thank God, there is a stone hammer with reason and evidence.
Wearing a slim suspender skirt under the night, with round scented shoulders and slender waist, the sexy blonde stunner is right in front of her.
Not only did he have a bad face, but his mouth was ruthless: "Get out."
Directly rush people.
Thanks to the absence of the EVE player, otherwise the fans of Coach Echo will be able to get rid of the gratitude!
Echo's red lips bend slightly, and he does not hear: "Is there any smoke."
Xie He's eyelids twitched and became even more fierce: "Get out!"
Echo moved, instead of going out, but coming to him.
Her slender elbow fell on the railing, and the night breeze blew the damp hair around her ears, and bursts of sweet and greasy scent pierced into the human nose.
Xie and frowned.
Although he didn't speak again, Echo was able to translate for him synchronously: "Be aware, woman."
The words in my heart were spoken, thank God for being shameless, so my eyes became fiercer!
Echo leaned slightly with a smile, and his bright nails touched his eyebrows, and his voice was soft: "I'm seven years older than you."
Xie He raised his eyebrows: "So what."
Echo smiled and said, "I have no interest in little boys."
Xie He: "..."
The three words "little boy" are taboos, but anyone who said these words was not Echo and disappeared from the balcony on the 22nd floor!
After spending so many years together, Xie He still knows how to deal with Echo.
I couldn't say it, so I simply shut up.
I can’t drive away anyway. As the coach and manager of EVE, Echo has a room card for every room, so I can come and go freely.
Xie He continued to look at the night view outside the window when she did not exist.
Echo was also silent for a while, and accompanied him to look at this old and strange city to her.
"This is your home."
After a long time, when the air was full of intoxicating perfume, she suddenly spoke.
Not a question, but a statement.
"Ok."
There was a very soft and low sound, as if there was or not, Xie He still had a straight face, as if it was not him who made the sound just now.
Echo turned around and leaned against the railing. The wind was stronger on the upper floors, and her long hair was rolled up on the hot summer night, making her voice soft: "Is homesick."
Xie He's voice was cold: "No."
Echo stared at him as if to see the deepest part of his heart through his cold skin.
An irritation surged in Xie He's heart. He left the balcony and said gruffly: "This year's champion will be EVE."
Abandoning this sentence, he went straight out of the bedroom to the training room downstairs.
Echo didn't stop him, just sighed extremely lightly.
champion?
Is the champion of EVE, but not Xie He?
Echo couldn't help but think of the little wild cat she used to take care of in the remote hometown. It has sharp claws and a grumpy personality. After the hind leg injury healed, he left proudly, leaving only a dying mouse by her door occasionally. .
Echo thought about keeping it, but it didn't regard it as home.
It's eleven o'clock after watching the game between Pro and Y1. There will be a game tomorrow. At Lu Feng's order, everyone rested their minds before training and went back to the house to sleep.
Although it is not easy to grind the gun before the battle, but to ensure enough rest is also a kind of grind.
Wei Xiao went back to the house, taking a bath while crying and talking to Lu Feng.
It's about my own feelings tonight, and I'm talking about my new ideas about the spiritual system.
Lu Feng heard him yelling hard, and simply came to the bathroom and leaned by the door to tell him that Wei Xiaoxiao got stuck when he came.
Lu Feng: "..."
You don't need to look at him to know what he is thinking.
Wei Xiao cleared his throat: "I'm telling you business!" In the accusation, people approached him wetly.
Lu Feng looked down at him.
Wei Xiao raised his head and touched his lips.
Then... what kind of spirituality what rain hunting what Y1's shortcomings...
All the fucking disappeared.
Afterwards, Wei Xiao'the wicked complained first': "Who asked you to provoke me!"
Lu Feng squeezed his waist with no weight.
Wei Xiao's legs were soft and he groaned: "There will be a game tomorrow."
Lu Feng: "Then be honest."
Wei Xiao's eyes crooked: "Who is it that is not being honest?"
In fact, the two hadn't been intimate for a long time. Compared to Wei Xiao, it was more difficult for Lu Feng to endure it.
It's a pity that one of them is confident about this matter, and the other is a lot of scruples, so it becomes zero self-control and high temperance... to some extent, it is quite harmonious.
I just don't know if Wei Xiaoxiao will regret it during the offseason, regretting that he can't get out of bed and crying on his stomach.
Everyone had lunch the next day, and they began to warm up their hands vigorously.
The game started at 6 o'clock in the afternoon. They set off to the venue at 3 o'clock to make-up, take pictures and record the trash talk. The time was just right.
The hot hand is just a random row of five and relax in the passerby round.
Wei Xiao spoke out his new routine enthusiastically. When Cai Ge heard it, he shouted, "Yes, I can do it!"
He finally doesn't need to play wild grass!Anything else will do!
Yue Wenle was stunned.
Wei Xiao tilted his head to look at him.
Le always was very excited: "I, I, I can!"
Wei Xiao smiled: "You can do it, you can do it without you."
"..."
Yue Lele, whose mouth was unsatisfactory, could only knock on the potato chips to be shocked.
Chenfeng beat them: "First win the semifinals and then practice new tactics."
Wei Xiao rubbed his hands and said, "You can practice now."
Chen Feng glared at him.
Lu Feng: "Yes."
Chenfeng: "..."
Too difficult, FTW coach is too difficult!
They really practiced. They contacted the brothers' team. All 3U players listened and took their positions every minute. They didn't rush to the venue to watch the game.
After Ma Liu had a fight, Cong Yi thoughtfully.
A sleep comment: "Strong."
Let Brother Sleeping say this word, enough to show that Wei Xiao's sorrow routine really has something!
Wei Xiao cocked his tail again: "I think today's game...oh..."
Chenfeng shuddered at him: "No use today!"
Wei Xiao grieved Baba: "It works."
Chenfeng: "Play steady, keep the killer's skill against Y1."
Wei Xiao thought that it made sense, so he nodded, "Good."
Let Y1 take it lightly first, and then they can take them out before they can be caught off guard.
When it was almost time, they packed up and went to the stadium.
It is still the player channel, and there are still fans waiting here. Wei Xiao greeted everyone openly when he got off the car.
After one season, Wei Xiao’s fans have soared exponentially. Looking around, the number of light cards is second only to Close. There are many CP fans who shake the two IDs together. Wei Xiao likes to watch this, if not Chenfeng Staring at him, the sixth brother Chu Chu pityed him, he wanted to sign the girls.
Sign both with one sign, and then be careful, CQ is sweet and sweet to understand forever!
He was ecstatic, and suddenly caught a familiar figure at the end of his eyes.
Wei Xiao was startled, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared in an instant.
Lu Feng had been paying attention to him, and naturally found out: "What's wrong?"
Wei Xiao returned to his senses, and the corner of his mouth, which had always been bent, fell. He shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Lu Feng followed his line of sight and saw nothing unusual.
Wei Xiao was obviously in the wrong state. It was not very good to be photographed in front of so many fans. Lu Feng protected him a little bit and walked to the backstage lounge together.
Chenfeng also noticed. He looked over and was about to ask, when he saw that Wei Xiao had returned to normal, there was no haze in his eyes.
There is no way to ask again.
Chenfeng had no choice but to take out today’s match poster and encourage his son: "Come on!"
The poster was posted in the lounge, and the four boys were excited. It was really a'morale boost'!
Who dares to lose?
After losing the game, what if you get sucked in by this soul poster!
What's in there?
Abyss Hell!
Because it came earlier, Wei Xiao was the most annoyed with makeup.
Since his little face is so photogenic, the makeup artist didn't make it difficult for him, and let him slip away when he saw that he couldn't sit still.
Lu Feng glanced over, and Wei Xiao gestured at him.
Xiang Liu was discussing some work matters with Lu Feng, and he couldn't leave for a while.
Wei Xiao lipped at him: "The bathroom, really."
Only the bathroom is a secret sign, adding one is really going to the bathroom.
Lu Feng nodded and let him go.
Wei Xiao took a breath and went to the restroom in the backstage.
He washed his face and stabilized his emotions.
Are you wrong... why is he here?
Wei Xiao held up a handful of water again, threw it on his face and calmed down completely.
Don't be distracted by such an important game.
Wei Xiao took a light breath and adjusted his emotions——
"Who!"
He turned his head abruptly and saw only the corners of gray clothes.
Wei Xiao chased him out without wiping his hands. He was empty outside, where there was no half of a figure.
Who is following him?Yes……
No, not him.
Wei Xiao frowned for a while, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
He dried his face and hands and went back to the lounge. The makeup artist was anxious when he saw his clean little face: "Why are you still washing your face?"
Wei Xiao: "..." Oh yes, the makeup artist just swept his eyebrows a few times.
Fortunately, he didn't need to do anything else, so the makeup artist made up for him urgently, and it was done in three seconds.
Lu Feng glanced over, and Wei Xiao gave him a big smile.
Only then did Lu Feng retract his gaze and continue to talk to Xiang Liu about the partner.
Wei Xiao sighed lightly and shook the cranky thoughts from his mind.
It should be nothing, what can he follow frankly?
As for the familiar figure... Wei Xiao closed his eyes and didn't want to think about it.
It doesn't matter if it is or not, he never cared.
I don't want this anymore, the most important thing is the competition!
Semi-finals, finals, no mistakes!
The preparation work in the background has already started the pre-match hot field.
Today's audience can be described as'big names gathered'.
Needless to say, L&P takes a good position early.Pro is on his left. Although he lost the semi-finals, Kim Sung-hyun is still in good condition and not very lost.
Yuan Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He has a big heart."
Kim Sung Hyun sneered: "The eighth place shut up."
Yuan Ze was stabbed, and then gave him a backhand: "Wei Xiaomad won the championship, Lao Tzu is the runner-up!"
Kim Sung Hyun raised his eyelids: "Wake up, old shit."
Wei Xiaofeng won the championship, have you ever asked Team Yan?
Yuanze also feels hanging, but his duck mouth must be hard: "I don't care, FTW must win."
Kim Sung Hyun paused.
Yuan Ze looked at him from the end of his eyes.
Jiaohua's brain circuit is also a must: "After the game, I will go to the FTW to schedule a training game!"
Teacher Yuan didn't keep up with his thoughts.
Kim Sung-hyun raised his chin, pressed the corners of his eyes, and the tears added to his arrogance: "If you win FTW, Pro is the champion of the championship!"
Then he added: "Unlike you, you are destined to be a runner-up."
Yuan Ze: "……………………"
Can we fucking have a face!
Did this logic follow Wei Xiaofeng to feed the dog?
It was reasonable for Yuan Ze and Kim Sung Hyun to watch the game, but it was unexpected that Yan Jiang was sitting next to them.
Yuan Ze: "..."
Kim Sung Hyun: "..."
Yan Jiang greeted them: "Morning."
Teacher Yuan and Jin Jiaohua: "...Morning."
Old G watching the show: "?"
Understand VIVI: "??"
Lao Pu who understands half of it: "???"
Your team of gods call early at six in the evening?!
The work and rest of the team of gods are hard to say.
Close The thunderous emperor of the morning runner, Yuan Ze, Kim Sung Hyun, and Xie He are normal people who wake up at noon, while Yan Jiang spends standard US time.
Team Yan got up at 5 o'clock in the evening, holding a cup of latte with excessive sugar content, and everybody said: "Morning."
After everyone replied "Morning" to him, he really woke up.
Three years have passed.
People have all changed, and none of them seems to have changed.